Before long, I was led outside of Dominic’s warm office and out into the freezing temperatures of the pack, each time the wind would blow, I’d be forced to close my eyes and brace for the tiny freezing daggers that were sent into my skin even with the expensive jacket which hung around my body. The atmosphere somewhat the same as the conflicting feelings in my gut, did I do the right thing… should Scarlett be killed and if she is, is it my fault? “Are you sure you’re doing the right thing Dominic, yes I’m angry at Scarlett and hate her guts, but should she die?” I asked as we stood off to the side of the pack house waiting for each pack member to follow Dominic’s orders and gather in the front. Dominic, whose smirk hadn’t left his lips since my little outburst in his office, chuckled lowly, using the hand which was still interlocked with mine to pull me sharply into his body, that same almost suffocating aura of power and intimidation pouring from him like a wave. “Oh, my angel
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